Sophie:

"Daddy, can spiders walk in your butt when you're not seeing?"

I guess it's a valid concern, although one that had never crossed my mind until now. The subject came up because Nate was upset yesterday when we confiscated some wildly inappropriate comics books that a friend's mom had bought for him. To ease his wounded spirit I caved in and let him watch Giant Spider Invasion, which was filmed in the seventies on a budget of about $17, and starred Alan Hale, better known as the Skipper from Gilligan's Island. The little spiders are real tarantulas, the medium sized spiders are big, floppy puppets that are dropped on the actors from off camera, and the big spider is a silly looking mechanical contraption so fake looking that you can sort of see the volkswagon being used to move it from place to place. Nate really likes it. Alex is sort of grossed out by it (to be fair, so was I when I saw it in the theatre when I was about his age), and Sophie, as one can deduce from the question above, is more philosophical about it.

Ah, the seventies... All of the Mystery Science Theater fodder.